Wen Ling'er's spiritual root

Mountain Rain Island was one of the few large islands in Cloud-Rain Marsh, and the Water Dragon Sect's Sui Selection had always been held here in previous years.

Ji Yuan had been here before.

Mountains surrounded Mountain Rain Island on all four sides, with a depression in the middle that formed a natural beast-fighting arena.

As Ji Yuan piloted his flying boat toward Mountain Rain Island, he saw two Foundation Establishment Cultivators sitting cross-legged above it, one to the east and one to the west. Supposedly, a Golden Core True Person always presided over Cloud-Rain Marsh during the Water Dragon Sect Selection. Unfortunately, there was no chance of seeing one.

Golden Core True Persons were like divine dragons: one might glimpse their heads, but never their tails.

When Ji Yuan drew closer, he also saw Du Wanyi, who had arrived ahead of him.

Ji Yuan surveyed their surroundings again. There really were very few people.

Even counting himself and Du Kang, only twelve people had arrived at Mountain Rain Island to participate in the selection. Including those who had yet to arrive, there would probably be no more than thirty in total.

"Fourth brother, Brother Du."

"Miss Du."

Du Kang jumped down from the flying boat and looked at the clearing beneath the mountains, which had been divided into six sections. He was distinctly uneasy.

He had spent several years preparing for this selection.

He had stocked up on plenty of cultivation pills and talismans, all to secure his entry into the Water Dragon Sect in one fell swoop.

Now that he had suddenly been told he could not use any of these outside aids, he was genuinely frightened.

Especially since, on the way here, he had remembered the Water Dragon Sect Selection three years ago, when Qin Long of